The woman Chu Heng was eyeing seemed to be in her thirties, with a pretty face, a tall figure, and her skin was neither white nor black. She was of mixed race.
She was wearing a red tunic dress from Hermès, a pair of calfskin brown short boots also from Hermès, a small Prada handbag slung on her arm, and a Chanel watch on her wrist.
The whole person looks elegant, refined, and wealthy.
But if you observe carefully, you will find that there is an inconspicuous hole in the hem of her skirt. Some places on her short boots are badly worn. It looks like she must have worn them for at least three years. The same is true for her watch, which has several There are only a few obvious scratches, and only the handbag looks newer, but only relatively speaking.
This woman's name is Avima Lucie Espin Niloins, a Cuban who has a family. It is said that she has an eight-year-old son in her hometown.
It can be seen from her dress that she is a woman who is relatively greedy and vain, but does not have much financial strength to support her.
And she is also very good at gambling, and she often makes appointments with embassy staff from other countries to play poker, well, serious poker.
However, her poker skills are not very good. Most of the time she loses more than she wins. Sometimes when she really has no money, she will ask someone to borrow it. If she loses everything again, she will choose to pay with her own hands. Anyway, she will not pay back the money...
This is a person with a very chaotic private life, and he is also the target chosen by Chu Heng.
There really is no one more suitable than her!
First of all, this woman is not ugly, she is even a little pretty. Furthermore, she also needs money to satisfy her desires. Mainly, she is relatively casual...
"Come on, you're busy, leader, I'll go talk to my friends!"
Chu Heng withdrew his gaze, said hello to Mr. Meng, and prepared to go over and get close to Avima.
"Tsengko!"
Xie Jun, who was not far away, called him and walked over quickly.
Meng Da Lao's eyes flickered, he turned around and walked away with a smile as if nothing happened.
I don't know!
I don’t know this shit!
A few moments.
Xie Jun came to the front. After taking a look at Mr. Meng, who had rubbed oil on the soles of his feet, he took out an envelope from his bag and handed it to Chu Heng: "This is your activity fund, two hundred US dollars, that's all."
"What a deduction!" Chu Heng took the money speechlessly, too lazy to talk nonsense. He briefly chatted with Xie Jun for a few words, then turned around and left.
At this moment, Avima was chatting with several male poker friends whom she had owed money to, discussing how to find a place to play poker together one day.
"Hi, Avima, what are you talking about?"
Chu Heng came over directly with the child in his arms and interrupted.
Avima turned around after hearing the sound, and saw this drool-worthy handsome man coming over. She said with some surprise: "Oh, I didn't expect you to still remember me, awesome!"
"Of course I will remember my dance partner." Chu Heng held out a hand and hugged her gently, then turned to look at the men from different countries and said with a smile: "I heard You guys have been playing cards together a lot lately. What are you playing? Bridge? Or Texas?"
"We all play, but recently we played stud. I don't know if you have heard of it." A black man said enthusiastically.
Chu Heng raised his eyebrows and said, "Of course, not only have I heard of it, but I also often play with my friends."
Avima's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she thought this was a good opportunity to get in touch with the handsome boy, so she took the initiative to invite him: "I didn't expect you also like playing cards. We can play together if we have a chance."
"That's great, but I've been very lucky recently. Just don't cry when the time comes."
"Stop talking nonsense. If it's drinking, we're definitely not as good as you, but in poker, I swear I'll lose all your pants!"
"Actually, you don't know that my poker skills are better than my ability to drink. People who often win cry and call me daddy!"
In this way, Chu Heng joined this small circle of gamblers smoothly. The few of them chatted with each other and soon made an agreement to go to the Cuban Embassy to play cards together tomorrow.
The time soon came to half past ten.
Andrew, who had gone to adjust his condition, finally appeared. He had just been in the sauna, looking like a cooked lobster, and his whole body was red.
"Andrew is here, it's your turn, awesome Chu!"
When Chu Heng was chatting happily, a greasy middle-aged man with blond hair and blue eyes next to him excitedly pushed him.
"oh?"
Chu Heng looked back at the big bear, and happened to meet its murderous gaze.
"whispering sound!"
He curled his lips provocatively and strode over surrounded by Avima and other gamblers.
Dalia walked up to him halfway, took Yinsadora from his hand, and whispered in his ear with an ugly face: "I just heard that that bastard took anti-hangover pills in advance!"
"He will lose even if he eats shit!" Chu Heng took out a piece of white rabbit with a look of disdain and stuffed it into the hands of the little angel who didn't want to be separated from him. After a few words of comfort, he turned and went straight to Andrew.
Not long after.
The two of them once again sat in front of the table where they had fought. There were bottles of high-quality vodka under the table. There were people eating melons in three circles around them, cheering and cheering them on.
"let's start!"
Andrew picked up a bottle of wine expressionlessly.
"Wait a moment!"
Old God Chu Heng took out two agreements from his bag that his grandfather had prepared for him. They were written in Chinese and Russian, and the bet between the two was written down one by one.
"In case both parties don't admit their accounts, I think it's better for us to sign an agreement."
"snort!"
Andrew didn't speak. He took a pen and signed his name on the agreement neatly. After Chu Heng also signed, he handed one copy to his assistant.
Immediately, the two began to drink bottles of wine.
The process will not be described in detail.
As expected, Chu Heng once again defeated the Siberian bear with a slight advantage, winning applause from the audience.
"Why is it like this again!"
Both legs were injured, and he was sitting in a wheelchair with rosacea and looked at Chu Heng lying on top of Andrew in disbelief, vomiting wildly. He was confident that Andrew won by pressing a thousand rubles today...
"Oh my God, my hundred dollars is just gone! Didn't I say that Andrew will definitely win today!"
"Haha! I won! Give me money, give me money!"
"Awesome Chu! Awesome Chu!"
…
In the midst of the commotion, Chu Heng was dragged away by the comrades of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs like a dead dog.
Go out the door and head straight to the parking lot.
Just when Shi Lihang was about to put this thing into the car, he suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Hey, Brother Shi, let's get in the car I won and try it out."
"Okay!"
Shi Lihang happily threw the key of the Volga Type 1 that he regarded as his wife to his colleague, and pretended to help the guy get into the black Volga Type 3 that he had just won.
"Oh! This car seat is so soft!"
"Hey, look at the steering wheel. Is it the rear one? It seems to be made of walnut wood. It's very beautiful!"
"And this central controller is different from the ordinary Type 3!"
"This, this, the radio has been changed too!"
“Yes, this car is really nice!
"
As soon as they got in the car, these two guys started to study with great enthusiasm, especially Shi Lihang, whose eyes were glowing green, and he liked it very much.
The two of them fiddled with it for a while, and after most of the people had left, they drove away.
"This car is really stable and comfortable to drive!"
